Novel & Cerita Bleach Fanfiction Lemon

Stained brown from the night before. She stepped into the tub and winced as her hand brushed her neck. It still burned. After bathing, she found a towel and wrapped it around her chest. All she wanted was for someone to wake her up and tell her this was just a nightmare. But the bitter truth was it wasn’t. Water dripped down her hair and onto the tiles when, suddenly, the door clicked open without a knock. And there he was. The devil himself—Lorenzo He leaned against the door frame, the faintest ghost of a smirk tugging at his mouth. His shirt sleeves were rolled up, veins tracing his forearms like lightning under his skin. “Good,” he said softly, eyes sliding over her. “You’re awake.”

He flashed me a smile, one that I'm sure girls would soon over before I followed him towards the elevator. "Hey, I'm Leo." He spoke up after a few seconds into the ride to the tenth floor. "I'm Braelyn." I passed a smile of my own. "You're hot." This sudden compliment was not what I had expected. "Uhh, I'm sorry. It was kind of sudden." He scratched the back of his neck, looking embarrassed. "No, it's okay." After that I could feel his gaze on the side of my face. "Would you like to go out someday?" He asked after some time.

Every single time I get intimate with my boyfriend, Lyle Holloway, I notice he always changes the bedsheets afterward. After a frenzied release, I can't help but ask him about it. Lyle gently twirls a strand of my hair around his finger and smiles tenderly. "Of course it's because your best friend sweats buckets. Every time before I do it with you, she gets jealous and insists on going first. Ever since I met her, I've realized that women really are made of water." His response catches me off guard, and I stare at him in utter disbelief. "What did you just say?" He stubs out his cigarette, a half-smile playing on his lips. "Grace, your mom was tortured to death in bed by your dad, not by

The micro-blade tucked under my nails was already at the attacker's throat. It was Leone. He stared straight at me and suddenly smiled. "You've still got those killer moves. Even if you really killed me, I wouldn't say a word." My stomach churned, revulsion and hatred twisted together. My voice came out like ice. "Leone, we're already divorced. Get the hell out of my life, and don't ever let me see you again!" It was like he didn't hear a word I said. He even leaned in closer, letting the blade cut into his neck until beads of blood welled up.

“He just couldn’t stop kicking.” The sound of her laughter filled the quiet room. Lena forced a small laugh too, but it came out awkward — nervous, misplaced. Kleo’s eyes flickered toward her. “And partly because of something else,” she said, her tone lowering slightly. Lena tilted her head, cautious. “You don’t need to tell me anything,” Kleo continued before Lena could speak. “Damon already confirmed what I needed to know—” “I’m sorry,” Lena blurted out, her voice trembling with a sudden urgency. She reached forward, covering Kleo’s hands with hers. The touch made Kleo startle, her eyes widening slightly in surprise.

“I didn’t see anything. I need bleach for my brain.” As the door closed, Leo just chuckled. “First date’s off to a memorable start,” he said. I rolled my eyes, trying to hide the growing smile on my face. “You’re impossible.” “Only for you.”

He licked my mark and run his tongue over it sending series of chills down my spine. “Yes I am yours and Zane. I belong to only you two” I laughed softly as his nose tickled my skin. “Gimme gimme “ Leah jumped bouncing in my head. She was excited to be meet Blaze for the first time “Relax Leah, Blaze is not going anywhere” “Says the human who is always in control “ she rumbled with a hint of jealousy in her tone. I didn’t know she wanted to be with her mate so much. I felt like was a selfish bitch to her.

She bit her lip, seeing Clara's face darken, and inched close to whisper, "... so beastly! I couldn't even breathe." Not taking notice of her face flushing with rage, Leah turned around to see how the dress looked on her. "You will know too when you get married." Clara clenched her fist in jealousy. She wanted to claw the throat of that slut. It was because of the drink she spiked that Leah got into Damon’s bed at all! Leah turned to her with a bottle of concealer. "Can you help me with my back, Clay?" Stretching her lips, she nodded. Leah held up her hair, enjoying the look of Clara biting her lips enough to draw blood.

“Is that…is that a hickey?” “No?” I say sounding unsure. “I burned myself while doing my hair” I say trying my best to play it cool. “Laurel not everyone can be like you and Leo” that was unfair of me to say but thankfully Laurel took it as me being jealous for not getting enough sex. She blushed laughing and I can tell that the thought of she and Leo makes her so happy. Once again the award of best evil friend goes to me.

*****Dark and Trigger Scenes***** Flashback “Please Liam, don't” Amber trailed, trying to hide her naked self from his hungry eyes. Liam was opening the button of his shirt, looking at her with dark eyes. She was seated on the floor trying to move her hip to go away from him, Tear was running down from her eyes. “Why? This meant to be mine” Liam threw his shirt on the floor and leaned down taking her fistful of hair and leaning close to her face, his warm breath running on her cheek.